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day one with my phone

And already, by tonight, all of my Iphone anxiety is back in full force. I had big hopes for a gradual re-entry into it, but no. I consumed every opportunity I had to look at it with relish. Yes, even while driving. I arrived at my 4:30 yoga class sickened by my obsession, but very aware of it. So that’s the silver lining, I suppose. I’ve cultivated a hyper-sensitivity to my own addiction which, one would hope, can only help in my continued quest to kick it. Appropriately, my teacher played this song for our savasana today (that’s the part at the end of a yoga class where you just lie down and rest – truly, the best part). I can’t think of a better way to describe the dysfunctional relationship I have with this evil little device: